02-18-2021, 03:42:58 AM
Jessie sighed. After the arena fight last night, I drank with Boris and the rest of you -- then I helped Vriska to bed. I fell asleep right after. That's my story. I don't know who killed Klonoa. That was the truth as much as Jessie could tell -- she hadn't handled a hammer since she worked construction back during the housing crisis and she hadn't handled a spear since that one altered reality item last year -- and that was technically a javelin.

